Hold up! Hold up! Before you can go any further with this post, if you are feeling some type of way about the title, then I'm going to need you to exit STAGE LEFT...NOW! Those of you who could careless about the title and are more concerned with what I have to say,then by all means stay with me. Grab you some WINFINE and have yourself a seat! LOL!
(Clearing my thrOAK) I used to be a different kind of girl before I knew God. I was mean, belligerent, and I could care LESS about anybody. I didn't give a DAMN! My world was just that, MINE and if you didn't like it you had to kick rocks. My girlfriends tolerated me because they actually really did love my baldheaded self but their boyfriends HATED ME! I would curse them out at the drop of a hat. Wooo chile!
But then something happened. GOD happened to me. You see on the inside I was sad and hurting. After God got a hold of me, He ripped me apart, emptied me out, and poured all of that nasty stuff out. Then He poured back into me the good stuff that I already had, plus all of His HOLY GREATNESS.
I have to admit something to y'all though. Over the course of three years, I've been placed in situations that's made me almost want to pull out that old MEAN GIRL. So much so, I had to wonder, how much of the old me did God take away? And I have been trying SO HARD not to let people, places, things, and ideas get to me but it's been a STRUGGLE. REAL TALK! Especially when I'm constantly confronted with that whole "What Would Jesus Do" saying....CHILE BOOM save it for the birds!
I've been biting my tongue, playing possum, going deaf, and turning the left cheek. So guess what happened? My old me like, "Tanzy I'm about to come out and it's not going to be pretty, darling." Instead of finding proper means to restrain this beast, I ran! I ran like Gideon, I ran like Jonah, I just ran! What kind of punk ISH is that? To all who witnessed this punk foolery, they assumed I was running scared. I was ruuning scared alright! Let me tell you EXACTLY what I was running from....ME!
If you can recall, I shared with you all in a past post titled the DARK SIDE that there's a part of me that can be ve angry and violent. That mean girl I told you I was before I found God, well that's that DARK SIDE of me I try to keep under wraps. Well I ran from HER cause I don't know what she is capable of after all these years. However I couldn't explain this situation to anybody, verbally that is and because I couldn't, I cried. This made me look even more like a PUNK! After clearing the air, I still felt sick in my sprit. That beast inside of me was still raging. All I wanted to do was hide until it fell asleep. That's when it hit me though, I'm like, "Tanzy, ARE WE GLADIATORS OR ARE WE B&%@S?
We don't run from stuff like this! Matter of fact WE DON'T RUN FROM ANYTHING! Iain't never ran from the devil and I damn sho aint bout to pick today to start RUNNING! I'm COVERED! BOOM! (I had to remix that Lil Wayne verse real quick lol) The reason I keep being placed into these frustrating situations, is because I need to CONFRONT AND TAKE DOWN this multi-headed hydra that's inside of me! I gotta Buffy the Vampire Slayer that thang yo! lol
Have you been struggling with confronting some part of you that you've been running from? That's what God will do to you. There's parts of you that God makes feel good and then their are parts of you that God makes feel the HEAT. That's the perfect time for that young GLADIATOR in you to be on TEN! You can't be out here like Drake eyes close straight swanging! You gotta have that SWORD to go for the JUGGULAR. Time to stop running from stuff PERIOD! Running SOLVES NOTHING! Hey where you going PUSS -N- BOOTS? Get over here and handle that ISH! We are DECENDANTS OF DAVID DAMMIT! He was a beast. The question that still remains is sitting on the table and it comes in the voice of Harrison from "Scandal".....
ARE WE GLADIATORS OR ARE WE B&%@s?
(Clearing my thrOAK) I used to be a different kind of girl before I knew God. I was mean, belligerent, and I could care LESS about anybody. I didn't give a DAMN! My world was just that, MINE and if you didn't like it you had to kick rocks. My girlfriends tolerated me because they actually really did love my baldheaded self but their boyfriends HATED ME! I would curse them out at the drop of a hat. Wooo chile!
But then something happened. GOD happened to me. You see on the inside I was sad and hurting. After God got a hold of me, He ripped me apart, emptied me out, and poured all of that nasty stuff out. Then He poured back into me the good stuff that I already had, plus all of His HOLY GREATNESS.
I have to admit something to y'all though. Over the course of three years, I've been placed in situations that's made me almost want to pull out that old MEAN GIRL. So much so, I had to wonder, how much of the old me did God take away? And I have been trying SO HARD not to let people, places, things, and ideas get to me but it's been a STRUGGLE. REAL TALK! Especially when I'm constantly confronted with that whole "What Would Jesus Do" saying....CHILE BOOM save it for the birds!
I've been biting my tongue, playing possum, going deaf, and turning the left cheek. So guess what happened? My old me like, "Tanzy I'm about to come out and it's not going to be pretty, darling." Instead of finding proper means to restrain this beast, I ran! I ran like Gideon, I ran like Jonah, I just ran! What kind of punk ISH is that? To all who witnessed this punk foolery, they assumed I was running scared. I was ruuning scared alright! Let me tell you EXACTLY what I was running from....ME!
If you can recall, I shared with you all in a past post titled the DARK SIDE that there's a part of me that can be ve angry and violent. That mean girl I told you I was before I found God, well that's that DARK SIDE of me I try to keep under wraps. Well I ran from HER cause I don't know what she is capable of after all these years. However I couldn't explain this situation to anybody, verbally that is and because I couldn't, I cried. This made me look even more like a PUNK! After clearing the air, I still felt sick in my sprit. That beast inside of me was still raging. All I wanted to do was hide until it fell asleep. That's when it hit me though, I'm like, "Tanzy, ARE WE GLADIATORS OR ARE WE B&%@S?
We don't run from stuff like this! Matter of fact WE DON'T RUN FROM ANYTHING! Iain't never ran from the devil and I damn sho aint bout to pick today to start RUNNING! I'm COVERED! BOOM! (I had to remix that Lil Wayne verse real quick lol) The reason I keep being placed into these frustrating situations, is because I need to CONFRONT AND TAKE DOWN this multi-headed hydra that's inside of me! I gotta Buffy the Vampire Slayer that thang yo! lol
Have you been struggling with confronting some part of you that you've been running from? That's what God will do to you. There's parts of you that God makes feel good and then their are parts of you that God makes feel the HEAT. That's the perfect time for that young GLADIATOR in you to be on TEN! You can't be out here like Drake eyes close straight swanging! You gotta have that SWORD to go for the JUGGULAR. Time to stop running from stuff PERIOD! Running SOLVES NOTHING! Hey where you going PUSS -N- BOOTS? Get over here and handle that ISH! We are DECENDANTS OF DAVID DAMMIT! He was a beast. The question that still remains is sitting on the table and it comes in the voice of Harrison from "Scandal".....
ARE WE GLADIATORS OR ARE WE B&%@s?
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